This book will consist of:
- reader x idol
- idol x idol
- many different genres such as fluff, angst, crossover, various AUs, etc.
- Many different tropes such as friends to lovers, enemies to lovers, childhood best friends, siblings, reader as e...
"Let's get you to bed, Nako." Yuma cooed to his little sister, getting her up the stairs. I decided to wait for him to say the same thing he said to me the other night, just to see how it feels.
When he got back, though, his first question when he saw me ready to leave was "where do you think you're going?" "Home? Where else?" I questioned as if it wasn't obvious.
"My room."
I was baffled as I literally had to look at myself, stood on the doormat in a jacket and shoes with my water bottle in hand.
"The fuck- are you drunk or something?" I asked, giving Yuma a weird look. "No, I'm not drunk. I'm sober as can be. Smell my breath if you want. You heard me loud and clear." he had a smug look on his face. "But- what? I-" I never usually panic around Yuma since I'm so used to his recklessness, but this time it was a whole new story.
"I'm done acting like I hate you. I wanna be the one who's name you can't scratch out your mind, and who gets to call you mine and mine only. I'm over with the games, y/n. I just want you." he said to me, getting closer.
I just stare at him, physically unable to speak. "Come on, y/n, we've been playing at this facade for years, pretending to loathe eachother when the whole time all I've wanted to do was grab you by your waist and hold you, and kiss you till you never see the light of day." he began taking my jacket off of me "and I know you want the same, it's not that hard to read a fantastic girl like you."
"Yuma-" I stop him. "Hm?" "This is wrong, we're family friends. And what happened to being enemies, all of a sudden you want me? Please just tell me what's going on." I managed to utter beneath that panic.
"It's been difficult to say it to you because I didn't know if you actually hated me or not. But as time went on it became easier to tell that you felt the same way about me. It just developed over time for me." he admitted.
I take a deep breath before responding with "me too, Yuma, but we're supposed to be family friends!" I say. "Don't worry about that y/n. They should be glad we're together after all this time."
"Together-" I got cut off by his lips bashing onto mine. I let him finish taking my jacket off for me. The kiss was sweet tender, but intimacy was so obviously lurking there too, and it made me melt and instantly calm down.
"Let's try this again then. Where are you going?" Yuma pulled away to ask me. "Your room." I responded breathily.
With that I bit my lip and he giggled quietly as he dragged me up the stairs to his bedroom and shut the door. "Wait Yuma.." He looked down at the attentively. "What if someone comes home soon? And what about Hinako? We don't wanna wake her." I asked him. "No one's coming home until early morning. And I guess you're just going to have to be a good girl and keep your mouth shut, love." The nickname made me flush red as we both smirked and he continued pulling me up the stairs.
The smiles on our faces were unerasable as we kissed passionately again before he pushed me onto the bed and took his shirt off. I had little time to admire his toned body for I pulled him down by his arms and we began making out again. Giggles were nonstop erupting in the room and pieces of clothing were coming off one by one.
The things we did, my God. It felt wrong at first because we're in school and we're supposed to be enemies and family friends, but that all came down to one thing: no matter what, I love him. The hate became a mask overtime for my feelings for him as a result of fear of rejection; same for him. Neither of us really know the reason we hated eachother in the first place.
But then it started to feel good and I couldn't think of anything or anyone else in the moment. The most challenging part was not screaming his name and moaning out loud from the depths of my lungs from the pleasure he was making me feel. I don't think I've ever had to do something so challenging. He seemed to be amused by it though which pissed me off a little. Not like I could do anything about it due to the sensation of the moment, but still.
The aftermath was... a lot of things: messy, amazing, tiring, unreal, sweaty, and did I mention amazing? "Looks like I'm not going home tonight." I said, making us both erupt into a fit of giggles. "What a shame~" he sarcastically said, and then kissed my forehead.
"So like... are we together now?" I asked, making the moment more awkward than intended. "Yeah, you could say that. You idiot. I still hate you to the core!" he joked.
I giggled. "damn, I love you too." I said back sarcastically. "You don't mean that." he looked at me, smiling. "Says who?" "...in that case, I love you too." he said, kissing me. "now, let's get cleaned up before it turns out to be my luck that someone comes home earlier than expected."
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